Three months from now
Three months from now we’ll open up
Throw back the curtains, let in the sun
It’s been long but it’s been worth it
No stopping then, we’ll carry on.
We’ll have friends around not seen in ages
We’ll have a pint or cup of tea
It doesn’t matter what we’re drinking
It only matters that we’re free.
Are ninety days too long to wait
To avoid a visit to the Covid ward?
Is three months more just worth the wait
To stretch our backs and stand up straight?
We’re nearly there, I can almost smell it
Like the dogs when after rain
Their noses quiver with excitement
Happy to be out and about again.
We’ll make some plans and then some more
It’s good to have plans all the same
Three months to wonder and to imagine
When life comes rushing back again.
Walks in mountains, swims in rivers
The bucket list comes whittling down
Enjoying nature, embracing people
Catching buses, painting the town.
But most of all we’ll think of nurses
Cleaners, drivers and the crew
We’ll have to find a way to thank them
With more than money in a world that’s new.
St. Valentines Day. 2021.
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